The Sad Bag Of Shakey Jake (live) Lyrics

When I was just a kid back in Abeline
I had to use a gun, well, for my own sake
I shot a man down when I was just eighteen
From that day they call me Shakey JakeShakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do
Texas Rangers coming after you
Here's the price you pay for one mistake
So get off the streets it's Shakey JakeMama says I was born under a bad sign
Well, I was looking for the chance to make or break
I cut my teeth on a branding iron
I'm the devil's own son, I'm Shakey JakeShakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do
Texas Rangers coming after you
Here's the price you pay for one mistake
So get off the streets it's Shakey JakeI keep on the run, I travel by night I don't need anyone
But someone, one day, somewhere is gonna see me rightDig a hole about six foot deep
Pray the Lord my soul to take
Don't want flowers and nobody's gonna weep
Here lies that outlaw, Shakey JakeShakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do
Texas Rangers coming after you

Here's the price you pay for one mistake
Get off the streets it's Shakey JakeShakey Jake, boy, what you gonna do
Texas Rangers coming after you
Here's the price you pay for one mistake
Get off the streets it's Shakey Jake
Songwriters
Steve MarriottPublished by
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